DFWT2

[Intro] No way-ay-ay-ay-ay No way-ay-ay-ay-ay No way [Verse 1] Every time I take the piss I put a penny in the penny jar, I'm rich Mixed a little Henny with some Henny, now I'm twist Straight out of the block, I feel like Jenny in this bitch Good food, mwah, hit the belly, chef's kiss Mi have ticks like Nike, have ticks like dawg Come through with the squad and make you jump like frog Ribbit, I'm tired of gimmicks, flows and lyrics Most prolific, already know I'm in a different league Differently, if it's beef then I come in the house, Ali G Mi a freak, better cum in my mouth, I'm tryna see sutting Have you cumming like you've been summoned, Na-Na-Na When it comes to bars, you ain't got chat for Nadz When it comes to cars, you ain't got cheque for Nadz When it comes to making moves, you know I done your dance Two-step, make you woah pon your bumba-raas Bumbaclart, I fuck them once leave them paraplegic I'm moving up, it's that telekinesis I'm bad news for your nephew and nieces Bad news for your aunt, been that way from the start, from I was a foetus When you're the G.O.A.T you ain't gotta claim it When you're famous you ain't gotta say it It just is what it is, I've been schooling these kids You know how I get, unruly, you're pissed It's the class of Rose, glass of rose, spliff on rotate From the class of NoLay, Lil Kim and Roxanne Shante When it comes to flows, you know it's Rose, there is no debate 'But what about what's her face?' Shut your face I'm from a whole different realm, a whole 'nother planet Cut from a different cloth, a whole 'nother fabric Couldn't walk a mile in my shoes, you'll get calluses Walking with these demons of mine, you couldn't manage I'm the baddest broad, bars like I'm banged up abroad Check the calendar, every day sutting a gwan If you're needing corn, know I've got that secret weapon I let it off and then I make it buss and then I... Kill them with the killer flows, they cannot respawn You can't get this for the low, I stay in high demand People come and go, I'm still number one All these hating arse bitches still don't fuck with... None of them, not with one of them I've got the sauce, got the stew and the condiment Yeah, they love my skin, melanin and the collagen The boomerang will see you come again They want the old Nadz back, no tits just rap I'm a sweet one so mi affi mix and match A petite one spitting all the biggest facts If it's money or it's honeys, know I love them racks Know I love them figures, make it buss like triggers Make it bounce like Tiggers, way I spit is the illest This is sicker than syphilis, you hearing this? Sleeping on me, are you serious? I'm still pissed about Emmett Till, Breonna Taylor centuries later They still wanna cage us, they still wanna break us They're still tryna paint us to be the bad guys But we smile in sad times Fuck the system and the pigs 'til the day pigs fly [Chorus] I don't fuck with them [?] oxygen Don't fuck with them, no way Still don't fuck with them Still the mandem Supligen Get the gyaldem comfy dens I don't fuck with them, no way Still don't fuck with them (And one more time to rub it in) I don't fuck with them [?] oxygen Don't fuck with them, no way Still don't fuck with them Still the mandem Supligen Get the gyaldem comfy dens I don't fuck with them, no way Still don't fuck with them